YES! I stand victorious over the writer's-block gods of doom! I just have to say to my readers, I'm having school trouble too. All of the homework I'm getting is hurting my creativity.

I have no plan for this fanfic, I don't know how to continue it or how I even came up with it for that matter. It makes my day seeing such a tiny crack idea make people happy. So happy that I want to have my readers know how my career on fanfiction all began. It all started with an innocent dark lord and how he lost his heart.

Ganondorf's Childhood Years, A Legend of Zelda fanfic. Read it, it's a very good story. It was the first fanfic I ever read and it touched my heart.

But renember I like it when you read my story too!

Ulquiorra's POV:

"Run." I ordered.

All three of us raced as fast as we could away from the two cats. I went faster and faster, the world around me becoming a blur. I could hear the two cats chasing after us. Damn! If only we had more time, more energy.

Orihime then stopped abruptly. We had reached the edge of a cliff, and at the bottom was a vicious river.

"Move woman!" I screamed, leaping into the dark waters below. Orihime and Kourosaki followed a few moments after. Freezing wind tugged at my fur as I sped faster and faster. The whole situation came at me in slow motion; the angry waves churning, my body hitting the cold waters, my head slipping underneath the waves…I felt so tired, so dead under the river's surface…

No. I. Must. Live. My muscles ached with effort as I pulled my self back up. Air. I tasted clean air. My eyes darted around to sight any flicker of life. I spotted Kourosaki fighting the waves while supporting an almost-unconscious Orihime.

I then swam up to the two to offer my help. "Thanks," Kourosaki meowed tiredly.

Gray clouds were obscuring the sun and cast the sky a lonely gray; a storm was brewing. "We just have to keep swimming!" I roared over the crashing waves.

And so we did. Wasting our energy just to keep our heads up, in a matter of moments Orihime lost consciousness. Her limp body was dragging us down, and yet I could see land not too far away. "Keep swimming!" I coughed.

In a few heartbeats, we could feel the sandy river bottom underneath our toes. I dragged our almost-dead companion ashore with the last bit of energy I had left. Ichigo collapsed in the sand, his chest barely rising.

I felt dizzy in my head, my vision flickering, and my paws weakening with each breath. Then, I fell down, and everything went black.

Grimmjow's POV:

Gray storm clouds covered the sky. Thunder could be heard faintly as well. "Firestar, what's wrong?"

Firestar was staring at something beyond the clouds, and was emitting a fearful aura. He then turned to me, his eyes grave. "May Starclan hope that this is not a sign of The Enemy." He then padded to his mate's side who was about five feet away.

"Firestar seems afraid," a little voice said. I turned my head. It was Hazeltail.

"Yeah I guess," I muttered. I stared loathingly at my captor and his mate as they groomed each other. "He thinks the storm clouds are a bad sign."

Hazeltail's amber eyes widened in bewilderment at this. "That makes little sense, considering that we've had storms like this in the past." She then shook her pelt as little raindrops fell on her pelt.

"Your leader seems to be growing paranoid." I said in an observing tone.

"Sometimes, I think so too."

…

Tonight I didn't even bother trying to annoy my guards. As rain fell with a stunning force we all rested in the medicine cat's den, which belonged to Leafpool and Jayfeather.

Most of the cats were asleep, the only other cat awake with me was Jayfeather, who was sorting herbs silently as I watched the rain fall. A little shape then appeared from the nursery's enterance. Bumblekit was trying to run into the medicine cat's den.

But instead he ran into me. "Watch it!" I growled, my voice muffled because the stupid brat was on my face!

"Sorry!" he squeaked. Jayfeather didn't bother to even glance up from his work. And exactly how did this make him a good medicine cat?

"What do you want, kid?" I questioned slowly, trying to mask my impatience.

Bumblekit grew jittery. "Well I was thinkin' that 'cause you're a loner and all that maybe," he grew wishful at this point, "you knew some good stories?" He had the puppy eyes and everything. Damn. Telling this kid no was going to be hard.

I sighed. "Fine. Once, there was a mighty cat, king of his land. He owned everything, and his whole kingdom was as happy as could be."

"But then, a mischievous cat named Strawberry came and turned everything upside down. The grass was pink, and the sky was purple. But worst of all he stole the princess. A beautiful cat she was, soft ginger fur and dazzling gray eyes. Her prince was burning mad at this, and asked the king to help him."

"The king said yes, as he was tired of Strawberry. The king and Strawberry met at the top of a cliff, and battled for three days strait."

"Who won?" Bumblekit interrupted.

"Why the king of course. The king never lost. With Strawberry defeated, the prince and the princess got married and lived happily ever after. And the king sat back down on his stone thrown and enjoyed many more years of leadership. The end."

"That was the best story ever!" Bumblekit meowed. Sure enough, it was so great I seemed to had caught Jayfeather's attention with it.

I find it ironic that a depressing character like Ulquiorra is saying the same thing a happy Dori from Finding Nemo. It's kind of obvious who was who in Grimmjow's fairytale.

Strawberry- Ichigo

The King- Grimmkitty

The Prince- Ulquiorra

The Princess- Orihime

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